The fake imperial concubine was spoiled by the Six Palaces

Chapter 143: Sitting and Broken Thigh
Su Qingyuan's cheeks instantly flushed red, and the roots of her ears also burned.

She hurriedly wanted to stand up, but Qi Huai's arm wrapped around her waist, preventing her from getting up.

Su Qingqing's cheeks were hot, and his voice was as thin as a mosquito, "Your Majesty, let go of this concubine first."

The little man was shy, and his coquettish voice was like a small stone thrown into his lake, causing ripples.

"Don't move." Qi Huai's voice was hoarse and magnetic, and with his arms retracted, the distance between the two became closer.

Su Qingqing didn't mean that, but she didn't dare to resist Qi Huai's majesty, so she could only obediently let him hold her.

But he said: "The concubine wants to see the goat milk cake."

The goat milk cake is of course fake, the goat milk cake is not in the dormitory, she just wants to escape from such an ambiguous atmosphere.

"I will accompany you."

Qi Huai clings to her like brown candy, making Su Qingqing feel like there is nowhere to escape.

Su Qingyuan pushed him away, while trying to find a way to break free from his confinement.

In Qi Huai's eyes, Su Qingyuan's behavior of wanting to struggle was too obvious, and it was difficult for Qi Huai to lie to himself that he couldn't see it.

Qi Huai secretly sighed in his heart.

"Your Majesty." Su Qingwei called Qi Huai with some grievances, wanting him to let go of himself, his small face was flushed from suffocation, and he looked pitiful.

She stopped talking, and just looked at Qi Huai with that kind of pleading gaze, which made him feel a little soft-hearted.

Rubbing her cheek with his fingers, he said softly, "Let me hug her for a while."

Su Weiqing is chubby, and it feels so good when he hugs her, making people reluctant to let go.

Qi Huai greedily sniffed the unique fragrance of Su Qingqing.

Su Qingqing secretly scolded Qi Huai for being abnormal, what is there to hug?She is still a lot heavier now, and she is not afraid of breaking his thigh.

Even though she was thinking so in her heart, Su Qingqing didn't dare to say it, but she stopped struggling and snuggled up to Qi Huai's broad and warm chest obediently.

For a moment, the room was so quiet that only the steady breathing of the two remained.

After a while, Su Qingwei couldn't sit still anymore, and called out tentatively, reminding him that the time was up.

Hearing this, Qi Huai frowned slightly, and then reluctantly let go of Su Qingyuan.

Su Qingqing, who was let go, stood up immediately as if she had been pardoned, approached the door, and ordered someone to bring the goat milk cake.

It happened that Nanny Zhang and Chunxi were on duty outside the door, and Nanny Zhang was a little reluctant when she heard that Su Qingqing asked them to come over with goat milk cake.

The emperor is here, but the empress still wants to play with the goat milk cake.

Besides, the goat milk cake is still young, if it disturbs the intimate contact between the emperor and the empress, how can it be good?

Nanny Zhang hesitated, but Chunxi had already turned around and left, quickly hugging the goat milk cake.

As soon as Chunxi finished knocking on the door, the door opened from the inside.

Su lightly poked his head out, and stretched out his hand to hug the struggling goat milk cake from Chunxi's arms.

The goat milk cake was just full, and was a little drowsy, but it was suddenly picked up by someone, which made it squeaky in fright, which made it feel very depressed.

He kept waving his chubby limbs.

Su Weiqing had no choice but to coax it, rubbing its back, "Okay, good boy, stop making trouble, and go back to sleep now, okay?"

With Su Qingqing's coaxing like this, the goat milk cake finally calmed down, no longer tossing about, and nestled obediently in Su Qingyuan's arms, closing her eyes.

After hugging the goat milk cake, Su Qingqing turned around, and Chunxi immediately walked to the door gently.

Qi Huai, who was sitting in the inner hall, heard Su's soft voice comforting the goat milk cake, and a trace of jealousy arose in his heart.

With a sour heart, Qi Huai glanced at the goat milk cake in Su Qingqing's arms, and asked Su Qingqing to hug it.

(End of this chapter)